My least favorite part of the day...

It is 11:19...I have missed my bed time by 19 minutes and counting. I hate going to bed. I really do. I'm not sure why...maybe because I know that it means tomorrow is almost here and I just have to get up and go to work...maybe its because I just am not ready to go to bed...but I am an '8 hour girl' and really have no choice...maybe I'm rebelling against the 7:00 bedtime my mom gave me when I was little...maybe because it is the first time in the day where everything is quiet except for the thoughts going through my head. Maybe I should consider being quiet more..